No I'll not take the half...
No, I'll not take the half of anything!
Give me the whole sky! The far-flung earth!
Seas and rivers and mountain avalanches -
All these are mine! I'll accept no less!
No, life, you cannot woo me with a part.
Let it be all or nothing! I can shoulder that!
I don't want happiness by halves.
Nor is half of sorrow what I want.
Yet there's a pillow I would dhare,
Where gently pressed against a cheek,
Like a helpless star, a falling star,
A ring glimmers on your hand.
Oh to have had abundant candles and fairy lights....
(Alas being a 14th cemtury tithe barn there were no candles allowed anywhere vaguely in the vicinity.)